Sundays Homeward текст песни, слова песни Homeward Sundays
Sundays - Homeward
now whatЎЇll I do? living alone
youЎЇve stolen my heart and it hurts me to remember
now whereЎЇll I go to? living alone
and a butterfly in the wind is drifting like I do
itЎЇs dumb - I know what I want to say
but I canЎЇt even take one breath
as night falls I hear voices on the radio
(ooh) IЎЇll follow their dreams
and wake up alone
and a butterfly in the wind is drifting like I do
itЎЇs dumb - I know what I want to say
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